Also, ferrchrist’s sake, does anyone know what the last word of the sentence at the bottom of this venerable tome says?? “Featuring a Host of Miraculous………….”What’s?? It’s driving me nuts.
(Yeah OK, sad, I know. )

To the contrary, not as witnessed by a field of hundreds this Easter in San Francisco’s Golden Gate Park, not only can Jesus dance. Jesus can twerk.

One thing I like about living in this area, is you can have a Hunky Jesus Competition and … not have actually hear about it.

(All right, all the “San Francisco is actually more repressive then anywhere else because you delude yourselves into thinking you are more progressive and are blind to your shortcomings, you tyrannical hypocrites” can begin.)

(As can all the the “The fact that you take delight in sacrilege of Jesus just means that deep down you actually care, you tyrannical hypocrites”.)

(The simple fact is a few hundred people thought a Hunky Jesus Competition would be fun. So they had one. And they had fun. And everyone else who wasn’t interested didn’t have to have anything to do with it. So they didn’t. And no-one was put out in any way.)

(Actually I’m sorry I hadn’t heard about it as it looks a little fun.)

The Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence, an order of drag clown nuns, holds the Hunky Jesus contest every year as part of their Easter festivities. This year, they added the Foxy Mary contest. The purpose of the Sisters is not to insult, but to broaden the scope of what is considered acceptable and good. Also to spread love, joy, and info on safe sex.